Elisa Waut - Four times more - Teksten

Four times more, you've just a moment left
To come into my world
Sit yourself down in the softest lap
You'll find the one that suits you best
I will blow you, blow away dreams
I built for people without
Three times more, I see you as a child
Having a whole live to live
Nothing else counts, than your happiness
Than your happiness
Two times more, you'll cry of bitterness
One more time before you die
Just before you die
One more time before you die
I will low you, blow away
One more time before you die
Just before you die
I will blow you, blow away
One more time before you die